This is all that matters in the long run.
Maybe. Just a collection of thoughts, some organizations because that's everything I'm lacking. My schedule can't even remain on the right path. I eat soup made with vegetables, and i drink unsweetened tea all of the time. Literally it's replacing the blood in each one of my veins. I'm all cloudy. I'm always clouds and light kind of heavier since a while back. Heavier than Boston.
Boston.
I could've missed my flight and never. cared.
God. Just let me marry Charlotte.
I'm one step closer to my "successful coffee shop" as of today. He kept saying that. I could've kissed him on the mouth. Inching toward it, nearing the east coast where my heart has always always been. Over there tempting the ocean.
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